During the roulette game that decided my higher ed reading curriculum, the ball did not land on The Great Gatsby. Nowadays, my reading list includes several masterworks I have overlooked. How I failed to notice F. Scott Fitzgerald’s masterpiece for this long puzzles me.  A terse, scathing portrait of the American Dream, The Great Gatsby is as relevant today as it was nearly a century ago.

Published in 1925, The Great Gatsby consists of only 47,094 words, which, by modern standards, is more of a novella than a novel. Critics and audiences dismissed Gatsby upon its release, but the novel found a revival during World War II when it circulated among soldiers serving abroad. After the war, Gatsby earned greater scrutiny by scholars and critics. Today, the literary community considers The Great Gatsby “The Great American Novel” because it embodies the development, character, and identity of the American experience, at least partially anyway.

Nick Carraway narrates Gatsby by telling the story of the summer he worked as a bond trader in New York City. He lived in West Egg, the new money area of Long Island, and his cousin, Daisy, lived in East Egg, the old money neighborhood. Daisy’s husband, Tom, is a brooding ex-footballer who’s best days are behind him. Jay Gatsby lives in a mansion next door to Nick’s modest accommodations. Gatsby is in love with Daisy and throws grand parties where strangers stay drunk for weeks. Tom is having an affair with Myrtle Wilson, the spouse of a mechanic who lives in the Valley of Ashes–the wasteland between Long Island and Manhattan. One day, Daisy accidentally runs over Myrtle with Gatsby’s car. Mr. Wilson thinks Gatsby killed Myrtle so he hunts Gatsby down. Labeled a tragedy, the story ends on a down note.

Without Carraway’s descriptive, poignant narration, the simple summary in the preceding paragraph reads like an episode of Dynasty. Fitzgerald compresses and foreshadows throughout the novel. I particularly liked his placement of the car wreck at the end of chapter three both as a foreshadowing device and as an overall commentary on the American Dream. The wreck, where one of the drunks from one of Gatsby’s opulent parties throws his car into a ditch and loses a wheel, hints at the big wreck later in the novel but also seems to say that the idea that anyone can ascend in society if they just work hard enough is false. Even if someone is able to rise in class, chances are, he or she won’t know how to act and will inevitably meet a disastrous end.

Critics found Baz Luhrmann’s 2013 film adaptation of The Great Gatsby challenging, but audiences seemed to enjoy it. The film grossed over $300 million and won a couple Oscars for design. I look forward to watching it.

Even though the events of Kim Stanley Robinson’s Red Mars take place in a fictional 2020s, where we had landed on Mars already, Robinson’s vision of what colonizing Mars eventually might look like is quite convincing. He bases his inferences about the future on a deep understanding of human nature and probable scientific advancements. Simultaneously fictional and prescient, Red Mars fascinated me at every turn.

Published in September of 1992, Red Mars won the British Science Fiction Association award and the Nebula Award a year later in 1993.  Red Mars is the first in a trilogy of novels, followed by Green Mars in 1993 and Blue Mars in 1996. A short story collection, The Martian,  released in 1999, complements the collection.

As for the plot . . .many years into the colonization of Mars, Frank Chalmers assassinates John Boone. Then, in flashback, we come understand how Chalmers and Boone developed opposing ideologies as to how Mars should be developed. Chalmers holds a Machiavellian view while Boone had more of an egalitarian position. During that flashback, we learn of the First Hundred, the original colonists of Mars and how they struggled to arrive at and eventually settle on an adverse planet. Eventually, terraforming begins while some of the First Hundred break away and form an underground colony. The middle of the novel turns into a mystery of sorts as John searches for the arch-saboteur of the terraforming project. Meanwhile, Martian scientists discover a way to extend life indefinitely, which accelerates emigration from Earth. Once the Martian space elevator is complete and Frank Chalmers finalizes his political machinations, revolution breaks out and throws Mars into chaos.

Red Mars succeeds through Robinson’s brilliant scientific foresight. It never occurred to me that a space elevator wouldn’t ever really need to be built from the ground up, like a Tower of Babel, but rather, it would only need to descend to the ground from an orbiting anchor. And, if a space elevator were to fail and, say, crash, the cabling could conceivably wrap around the planet several times and cause tremendous destruction in its wake.  I also enjoyed the hard science that Robinson boiled into the pages.  For example, a Mars year is twice as long as an Earth year. Seasons in the northern hemisphere and southern hemisphere span different lengths because of an uneven orbit. These realities influence the narrative.

Because Green Mars was published a year after Red Mars and because Red Mars ends with the beginning of revolution, it seems possible that Robinson may have written both Red Mars and Green Mars as one larger story that the publisher split up in order to avoid trying to sell a 1300 page tome. I’d be good for it, though. I love long books, especially when they immerse you in a probable future.

Domestika.org has the best art projects. Recently I took a course there on vector drawings. The final project asked us to draw a collection of items that reflect our love of a particular place. I’ve lived in Greensboro for over two decades now, and it seemed like the best place from which to draw things.

Above is my final project. First off, used a blue jean like fabric pattern for the background. Since the mid-19th century, Greensboro has had strong presence in the textile industry. Even today, the company that owns Wrangler and Lee jeans calls Greensboro its corporate headquarters. The textured fabric helped the images pop a little more than when placed over a white or off-white background.

Speaking of jeans, and beginning at the top, you’ll find a pair of green jeans. If you walk around downtown Greensboro, dozens of life size jeans statues line the streets. These sculptures have ornate designs–butterflies, logos & flags. This project, known as Jeansboro, celebrates Greensboro’s deep history with textiles and, well, blue jeans.

To the right of the green jeans rests an homage to my favorite of William Sydney Porter‘s three commemorative statues, the giant O. Henry book, which lay just across the street from the Tanger Center in downtown G-Town. The other side of the statute (not shown) usually gets better billing than the plain spine side. I prefer the plain side–there’s something about its simplicity speaks to me.

North Carolina’s state bird is the cardinal. I prefer the subdued tans and browns of the lady cardinal to the flashy red of the gentleman cardinal. Part of the project required us to use a limited color palette. The light blue compliments the cardinal’s natural tan.

The collected image in the lower right corner comes from a photo I took of the greenway near my house. There, a big tree stands by a path and an aqueduct. Greensboro has so many wonderful greenways.

Just off the Atlantic & Yadkin Greenway, near the Battleground Military Park, lives Ozzie’s, a relatively new ice cream shop. Ozzie’s is a friendly ice creamery–the kind of place where you’d expect Greensboro teens have their first stints of employment. Summer nights eating ice cream among family, dogs, and cicadas is sublime.

In the 1930’s the Kress building completed construction in downtown Greensboro. It’s art deco style compliments the surrounding buildings. I’ve played numerous weddings on the more recently renovated Kress Terrace, an event space that offers a charming aerial view of the downtown area.

New new city loop, Interstate 840, has been an increasingly valuable road for me. The spoke that was completed in 2018 shaved an easy 10 minutes off my law school commute. The section completed in 2021 made it that much easier to get to northern Greensboro areas. The final section, finished in January 2023, shortens the trip east. Durham is now ten minutes closer.

Big Burger Spot is my favorite restaurant. I love a good hamburger and BBS has the best I’ve ever had, not to mention the best fries, the best milkshakes, the best hot dogs, and the best Greek salads. The reuben at Katz’s Deli in New York is conventionally known as the best reuben in the world; however, BBS’s reuben has smoked corned beef, an original twist on a classic that’s hard to beat. I’ve eaten at BBS every Sunday for the past ten years. It’s that good.

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The observatory at Guilford College has a couple really cool telescopes. I’ve been to a few open houses where the public gets to see what kind of things they’re working on. The telescope at the Frank Center Observatory isn’t as large as the one I put in my collage, but the place always leaves an impression on me.

One of the first “sit-in” non-violent protests of the 1960s civil rights movement occurred in the Woolworth building in downtown Greensboro. At the time, the Woolworth had a segregated lunch counter. Four brave men broke the rules and refused to leave. Nowadays, the Woolworth houses the International Civil Rights Center & Museum.

Triad Stage is one of the best places to see a play. While it’s not a grand broadway style event center, Triad Stage has an immersive, small stage that’s perfect for more intimate productions. I always feel like I’m inside the show when I see a show at Triad Stage.

On Friday, March 3, 2023, at the Lincoln Theatre in Raleigh, NC, the Maxell 90 returns to perform as the house band for a second round of tributes to R.E.M.’s Chronic Town. If you missed the first show performed at Motorco last December, don’t miss out on this super-fun homage to one of the greatest bands of all time.

Last time, I got to perform a bunch of songs, my favorites of which were “Drive” from Automatic for the People and “Fall on Me” from Lifes Rich Pageant. This time I’ll be performing a number of the same songs plus “Country Feedback” with Ryan Pickett on slide guitar.

Last time, everyone ended up on stage by the end of the show. Pictured left is Chris Holloway, Alex Lawhon, and I performing “Superman.” Since Scott Carle performs drums for the Maxell 90, and all four members of Collapsis may very well be on stage together at some point, we could, in a round-a-bout way, call this a type of Collapsis reunion. We, like everyone else, will be performing R.E.M. songs though.

Show info is available here.

With the “Satellites” video, it seems like we’ve been in the final stretch for a while. We have. We should have the final video and final mix of the song within the next few weeks. I’m looking forward to seeing the final video & I know the song sounds great.

I anticipated having the video and rewards complete by the end of January 2023. After a few delays, a personal bout with COVID, and ensuing winter cold, the finish line is closer. While we wait, I have begun to organize the promised rewards from the Kickstarter campaign. March 2023 is probably a more realistic delivery time for most of the rewards. The EP may take a little longer, but everyone who pledged will get an exclusive first-listen of “Satellites” when it is ready.

One of the rewards we promised was a handwritten lyric sheet of “Satellites.” There were four handwritten sheets and I wrote each in a different color. We have autographed t-shirts ready to go as well as several thank you videos we filmed on location. If you pledged to the campaign, please make sure you’ve updated your mailing address and contact info so that we can deliver your reward.

The critic Harold Bloom considered One Hundred Years of Solitude to be a dense work: “There are no wasted sentences, no mere transitions, in this novel, and you must notice everything at the moment you read it.” Being the first of several novels in a career that would culminate in author Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1982, One Hundred Years of Solitude is so highly regarded that some have said that it, along with the Book of Genesis, should be required reading for the entire human race.

Published in 1967 in Spanish and translated into English in 1970, One Hundred Years of Solitude has sold over 50 million copies worldwide. The novel is a prime example of magical realism, a style where supernatural elements take on the mundane, and vice versa. While the story addresses political and social realities of Columbia in the early 20th century, the book’s most profound observation concerns human pride and how we, as humans, make the same mistakes over and over and over again.

One Hundred Years of Solitude has been on my reading list for about thirty years. I recall, as early as my senior year in high school, people talking about how good the book was. Honestly, I didn’t catch on to what was really going on in the book until the last chapter. Most of the men are named either Jose Arcadio or Aureliano and there’s a gypsy named Melquiades who keeps showing up even long after he dies. I won’t ruin to book for you, but once everything comes together in the very last sentence, One Hundred Years of Solitude achieves that thing that deep literature does–it gives you a glimpse into a truth otherwise unseen.

My favorite image in the book is the Spanish Galleon that somehow ran aground miles from the ocean. I imagined that, over a hundred years, flowers would have grown all around it. Or, perhaps when the patriarch of the novel, Jose Arcadio Buendia, died and it rained yellow flowers, maybe that storm reached as far as the Galleon. I made a vector drawing of how I imagined it.

With One Hundred Years of Solitude being so well regarded and influential, I was amused to identify some of my favorite songs as probable allusions to the novel. Were “I Come from the Water” by the Toadies and “Banana Co.” by Radiohead inspired by One Hundred Years of Solitude? Maybe. I can’t hear those songs now without thinking of Melquiades and the Banana Plague.

On the weekend of November 17 – 20, we completed principal videography on the forthcoming “Satellites” video. Cold weather, a lack of sleep, and 16 hour days didn’t stop our momentum. I’m excited to see the final product.

The top of a downtown Nashville parking garage provided our first filming location. The video ends with a band performance, and we played the last chorus of the song under a cloudy sky. I don’t know a lot about cinematography, but clouds and mirrored windows made for ideal outdoor lighting.

The Up-Down Arcade allowed us to film in the basement, where we built an arcade set. We also used the upstairs arcade midway, which was filled with vintage arcade games like Golden Axe and Moon Patrol. I particularly enjoyed slipping away to play a few rounds of old games in between camera changes.

Our second day of shooting took us to a castle about an hour outside of Nashville. Our approach on the castle was my favorite shot.

On the evening of the second day, we returned to Up-Down but for shots on the roof. These were the coldest shots of the weekend, but we got some great footage. I flew out on the third day and videography continued for a few pick up shots with other members of the cast.

Who’s in the band? Who’s the director? Who’s the princess? Why is that guy dressed like an orange king? More will be revealed. Stay tuned.